He refused to believe me, and we parted with mutual recriminations.

I sent him next day, however, a brace of pheasants, a present from Farfax Glenn.

After all, he is one of God's creatures.
The next time I called on Lola Brandt I went with the fixed determination to make some progress in my mission.

I vowed that I would not be seduced by trumpery conversation about Yokohama or allow my mind to be distracted by absurd adventures among cats.

I would clothe myself in the armour of eumoiriety, and, with the sword of duty in my hand, would go forth to battle with the enchantress.